9/8/25

 I am so frustrated with my work situation. I was feeling like a failure today (which I know I am not…I was just feeling like one). This work load is unsustainable, inefficient and overwhelming. It is undeserving. At the end of the day it is not fulfilling. I meet with my boss tomorrow to reiterate my displeasure with the situation. 

I do like my boss and I know she has someone above her giving direction. Part of me wants to prove to myself I can juggle this and the other part of me wants a fair workload. 

I am sick of being frustrated about it though. I am trying this week with a different structure with more admin time. We will see how it goes.

Lucy came by today. She ate her snacks. There is a naughty chipmunk that has found her snacks too. I need to set up my have a heart trap. Quit eating LUCY’s food you jerk chipmunk!!!!!!!

She hid some snacks in my shirt. Spoiler alert! They WONT be there later. After her snacks she was playful. We were play rough housing. She flips all around and I pretend to grab her. She gets zoomies and runs all over but comes back for more. What a goof! One of these days will be her last visit and we won’t know until it’s over. I think she is doing pretty well.

After her playtime, she grabbed a walnut for the road and went to the Japanese maple tree to eat it.

After work, Paul and I met up with the in-laws for dinner. Our waitress was great. We had good conversation and caught up with life. Paul and I use our camp as a coping mechanism. We go there to escape from the day to day stress. We were chatting about this together and decided running to camp was better than coping by doing drugs. I consider it a win. 

Paul and I made a game plan for this weekend. We are planning a fun weekend with Paul’s Fraternity event. It should be a good event to get into “shenanigans” with Heather. 

Moe was having a fit to go outside today. I put him on his chain and he immediately settled. So this is my lazy co-worker today….not working…just sunbathing.

I took the dog bed outside to air out while I washed the cover. Moe was very sad his bed was gone and couldn’t possible just lay on the floor.  So he  decided to sleep on my clean clothes. He also had a face on like he was being abused and neglected. I assure you, he isn’t.